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At the end of high school, I fell in love with a substitute English teacher.

It was quite a scandal.

Corin didn't start out a bad guy, though.

We were together about ten years, and we had two kids.

And then he fell in love with someone in a Starbucks and moved to Palo Alto,

California.

Kind of severed relations with the three of us.

My parents, if I were defending them, which I'm not,

had said back in the day that he had an impatient eye.

They didn't like him.

The week I left, things escalated.

My parents cursed at me, which was like crazy unusual.

And it ended one afternoon very badly.

I left at 19, haven't spoken to my parents in 15 years.

Whatever, that's just the history.

Recently, my parents looked me up online or on the internet.

Asked to meet their grandchildren.

Spend a week with them.

I looked my parents up.

They have a counseling website.

People love them.

Ironically, they counsel people, which is a hoot.

Whatever.

I told the kids.

They said they wanted to go.

I told them I didn't want them to go.

They said they were going to go anyway.

They're brats, what can I tell you?

And my 15-year-old wants to make a documentary about this.

Wait, wait, wait.

Go back.

Describe the events on the day you left your parents' farm at 19.

I did something I don't choose to tell you.

If they choose to tell you, that's their right.

Okay?

I want to do this for you.

Listen, they're good people.

Ask them.

Can I be done with my part?

I still got to get you guys packed.

I'm on the text with two separate girls.

It's important you put the word separate in there

in case we thought they were conjoined twins.

Explain on the text.

In communication.

Nothing more.

No.

They're on deck.

You were 13.

There's no deck to be on.

I've seen them in the shower.

That's eerily accurate.

You don't even have boobs.

I stopped both of you.

I need to text.

It's one week.

Your phones won't work all the way out there.

You'll be home Saturday.

Are you holding my camera properly?

Swerve.

Girl.

Okay.

Thanks.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Oh.

Our mother, Loretta Jameson, is dating an eligible and

rather rakish looking man named Miguel Diego Torres.

He's in love with her.

We've decided to promote this union by giving them time.

They're going on a trip.

A Royal Caribbean cruise.

Your basic beach cruise.

We're visiting our grandparents whom we have never seen.

We don't know their temperament or their proclivities.

Yeah.

And we don't even know what they like.

They...

They could be scrapbookers.

They could think boy bands are cute.

Ticket.

Two for Masonville, PA.

Our grandparents are meeting us.

Are you a film prodigy?

You know, I used to be a pretty good actor.

Oh, my, uh... My camera light's blinking.

I am disgraced, impeached, and baffled here.

Battery pack is low.

Pissed to the soul with slander's venom speared.

Oh, unfortunately, I'm just going to have to shut the camera off.

Since our father left us, we've been in the same boat for a long time.

My brother's had a preoccupation with germs.

The psychologist we saw for a month said it was his way of controlling things.

Girl, I'm chillin' again.

I'm feelin' again.

I'm like Iron Man and Batman.

I'm a hero again.

Oh, you think I'm little, but last month I grew an inch and a quarter again.

You think you're too good for me, but that's really a joke.

You see, that doesn't bother me, cause I'm not a sensitive bloke.

Oh, now in the end, you'll be in my band.

We won't be.

Just friends.

You'll write inappropriate texts and hit send.

We'll share a Starbucks frappuccino blend.

And see, this isn't just philosophy.

It's based on science, you see.

Mr. Sigma pediatrician just confirmed for me.

You tall skanks are going through puberty.

How?

Ooh.

Woo.

How?

Whoa.

Maybe I can wrap the end of your documentary.

Right.

Because that's how all Oscar-winning documentaries end.

With songs of misogyny.

This is where our mom grew up.

When she left, she thought she was with the man of her dreams.

This is Maria Bella Jameson.

My nana.

She's a good cook.

And we have the same eyes.

And this is Frederick Spencer Jameson.

My pop-pop.

He's a farmer now, but they also volunteer as counselors.

How do you feel about your new grandparents, Tyler?

It's all good.

I mean, they don't even know what One Direction is, so...

Nana, did you make these pretzels?

Yes, I did.

Here we are.

Tyler, look.

It's Mom's tree swing.

Okay, on camera, tell us what Mom told you.

She used to wait out here on this when her friends would come over.

This is the perfect cinematic image to open the documentary.

Go near it.

Wait!

Wait, don't touch it.

Just let it organically swing.

We're entering the home that Mom grew up in.

Look!

Look!

There's the clock that she told us about.

Do you play sports?

I don't like sports.

Who used to?

What do you do?

Why are your pants so low?

I rap.

It's a form of modern poetry.

If you give him a topic, he'll extemporaneously rhyme on the subject.

His stage nom to flume is T-Diamond Stylist.

Go ahead.

You can give him anything.

Is food okay?

I like food.

Yeah, of course.

How about pineapple upside-down cake?

Yeah.

Sure, why not?

Okay.

Okay.

Got it.

The girls, they like me.

They think I'm sweet like candy.

One girl looked at me like I was a Hershey.

But her name was Andy.

And a few tall girls, they just look at me blankly.

So here's the thing you gotta understand about me.

I got more rhymes than a beehive has bees.

So it didn't surprise, confuse, or make me sick, for heaven's sake.

When a Hawaiian girl with a balance disorder said,

Daddy, you remind me of a pineapple upside-down cake.

Ho!

Whoa!

Yes, sir!

Yeah?

Mom's room.

It's not fancy.

I call the Wayne Betts.

No pre-calls!

No, no, no!

I got here first!

I got here first!

No, no, no, no, no, no!

Rock, paper, scissors.

Okay.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Shoot!

I'll do it again.

Rock, paper, scissors.

Shoot!

Have a nice rest all the way over there.

You guys are good kids.

This is gonna be a great week.

By the way, there's mold in the basement.

We don't want you guys to get sick.

I got, like, no bars!

None!

Just keep, keep unpacking.

No, don't, don't look at the camera.

This is so beautiful.

Stop looking at the camera!

Just unpack like you normally would, but I'm not here, okay?

Just be, be, be natural.

Is this natural enough?

You're such an idiot.

These are the people in Nana and Pop Pop's life.

We have to burn them.

Not too much.

Just a skosh.

So, where are they now?

Outside by the chicken coops.

How are they?

Don't answer that.

I don't care.

Are they being nice?

Have they said anything nasty about me?

Don't answer that.

Ugh, this is like a divorce settlement.

They get you for one week every 15 years and we try to be civil.

Mom, we talked about this.

We made a decision.

You go.

We're having a great time.

Yeah.

You should go, okay?

You won't be so grumpy when you get back.

Oh.

Jacques Cousteau over here wants to go buy a swimsuit.

We're headed for the dock in a few hours.

There you go.

I can't believe I'm doing this.

Walmart's sales associate is going to be on the world's largest cruise ship.

I hate you spoiled brats.

We hate you too.

We're looking for visual tension.

Things that pull the frame.

Things that force us to imagine what is beyond the frame.

Record only what is happening to the participant.

And we'll discuss what mise-en-scene is tomorrow.

So, I'm like co-director now.

B camera operator will be your official title.

This is the first camera that mom found in the damaged goods bin.

Just try to be formal.

As in classicism.

Moments that are...are...

Hi, Pop-Pop!

Hi, Pop-Pop!

Pop-Pop!

What's in the shed, Becca?

Okay.

I've decided to use female pop singers' names instead of cursing from now on.

Why?

I think it would sound better.

Like if I stubbed my toe, I'd say, Ah, Shakira!

Ah, you're strange.

Is everything okay?

Yeah, we're great, Pop-Pop.

I have not seen your nana this happy in years.

Becca, T-Diamond Stylist, we're old people.

Bedtime here is 9.30.

See you in the morning.

9.30?

9.30.

Oh, 9.30.

This is gonna be fun.

No Wi-Fi in 9.30.

I want more cookies.

She was right about the burnt walnuts.

So?

Go get some.

Well, it's past 9.30.

I don't want to wake them.

Just be quiet.

They're old.

They won't hear anything.

I wanted to spend time with you for some time.

You're so warm.

Seriously?

That makes me want to cry.

You can teach me all of your cooking secrets.

Are you consciously aware that that's my intention?

I hate sappy movies.

I find them torturous.

That smells so good, Nana.

I think it looks good.

I've decided to use Mom's favorite musical soundtrack.

It's so over the top.

There will be a presence in the documentary.

A counterpoint to the quiet drama.

This will be ironic scoring.

You're going to be alone your whole life, aren't you?

Like Miss Porter the gym teacher.

Oh, and um...

By the way, how is this helpful?

Oh, snap.

That's a little candy for the ladies.

I can't sleep.

I need Nata's cookies.

I'm going to turn a personal addiction into a positive cinematic moment.

Mom, I'm retracing the steps of how you might have snuck up on me.

I'm going to sneak out of your room and stolen from his cookies.

Shh.

Don't wake up.

T-Diamond.

Nana's sick.

And that's the camera.

Mmm.

So, then he put the videos on the internet.

So I have four freestyle videos.

One of them has 347 hits.

You're both so talented.

Do you know who Tyler the creator is?

No.

Well, I got that kind of sound.

People say.

Come back here, darling.

Eat.

Oh.

Oh.

Pop pop.

Pop pop.

You need me?

Grandmother is fine.

She had a little bit of a stomach flu last night.

Must have been a 24 hour thing.

I knew it was something like that.

She's no lady, Becca.

She gets sick sometimes.

Yeah, of course.

Tyler!

Pop pop said he'd take us into town this

afternoon to shoot some of mom's old hangouts.

Tyler!

Rah!

You can play hide and seek down here.

There's lots of visual tension.

Mom's hide and seek place.

You better hide my ethnically confused friend.

One Mississippi.

Two Mississippi.

Three Mississippi.

Four Mississippi.

Five Mississippi.

Ready or not, here I come.

I see you, you little pudge.

I'll have to use strategy.

He's faster, but I'm smarter by at least two standard deviations.

Here I come.

Right past me.

Becca?

Here I come, Tyler.

Here I come.

Tyler.

I'm gonna get you.

I'm gonna get you.

Becca.

Rah!

I'm making chicken pot pie.

What the hell was that?

Can I help you?

Hi.

I'm Dr. Sam.

I work at the hospital where your grandparents counsel.

You must be Becca.

Are you making a movie?

I used to be an actor back in my day.

Life's but a walking shadow.

A poor player that struts and frets his own...

Did you want to talk to Nana and Pop Pop?

Yes.

Are they around?

No, they're taking a walk, I think.

You just miss them.

Okay.

Well, uh...

Tell them I stopped by.

They were supposed to volunteer a few days ago.

I tried calling.

I just wanted to make sure everything was okay.

I think the volunteer stuff is getting too stressful for them.

Although they won't admit it.

Oh, they're fine.

Well, glad to hear it.

Tell them there's a lot of excitement down at the hospital.

I can't wait to tell them.

I know they love gossip.

I'll tell them.

Nice to meet you.

12.15 p.m.

Tuesday.

Tyler Jamison, known to most ladies as T-Diamond

Stylus, investigates what is in the shed.

This is an isolated farm.

People sneaking around.

Is it dead bodies?

Is it dead bodies?

Is it dead bodies?

I'm going to go to the shed.

It smells like ass in here.

I'm...

I'm moving closer to the suspicious pile.

Oh, shit!

God damn it!

Sarah McLachlan!

Tyler.

What the hell, Nana?

Your Pop-Pop has incontinence.

He hides his accidents in the shed.

And then I think he burns them out in the field.

He's such a physical man, he gets ashamed.

You must be disappointed in your grandparents.

I'm sorry we ruined things.

We're really trying.

I'll make you some bread pudding.

I'll make you some bread pudding.

Are we okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm good, Nana.

Good.

My mom's a classic narrative character.

She says things like, things don't work out for me, and then makes it happen.

She needs the elixir, or all of her relationships will fall apart.

Becca!

Pop-Pop, we play this game where you have to point to a building

and you have to say who lives there and what they secretly do.

Becca, do that police station.

A police officer named Jerry works there.

But he never comes into work, he never answers the phone,

because all he really wants to do is be a Latin dancer.

Oh, okay, I'll go.

That huge brick building back there is a sneaker factory.

And a woman named Sally works there.

Well, that's Maple Shade, actually.

Yeah, Mom said you guys volunteer there.

Yeah, every Tuesday and Thursday.

They're good people, it's just nobody there to take care of them.

I have to find my Maple Shade badge and we'll visit.

Join us on a journey into young Loretta Jamison's past.

This was young Loretta's high school.

Young Loretta and her friends used to hang out at this sign.

We will now go around to the back to catch a glimpse of

young, mischievous Loretta's locker through a window.

Pop-pop, was Mom a good student?

We have to go.

That fella keeps staring at us.

He's not, Pop-pop.

Damn it, he keeps stopping.

Pretending like he's not watching.

What are you doing?

Hey, stop following me.

No, no, don't!

Follow me!

Follow me!

Pop-pop!

Get off me!

What's your problem?

Tyler.

He doesn't know you, Pop-pop.

Oh, man.

My mistake.

I'm fine.

I'm sorry.

That was crazy.

He's as strong as a wrestler.

He's old.

They get confused.

Don't freak out.

Old people get paranoid.

And he's a country guy.

All he does is chop wood.

Still don't want to talk about it.

What is that?

Okay, we think there's someone outside the door.

It's 1047.

Open the door, Becca.

No way.

Okay, keep recording this.

Come on.

Let's see what's out there.

Something's wrong.

I'm opening the door, Becca.

I'm opening the door now, Becca.

I don't think you should.

Here I go.

I'm going to open the door.

Open it then.

Why do you keep talking about it?

I don't think you should.

I don't think you should.

Jesus, Becca, I'm blind.

Pop-pop?

Pop-pop?

I'm going to tell you the truth.

She has a diagnosed disorder.

Apparently many elderly people have it.

Why was she throwing up like that?

Why was she throwing up like that?

sometimes she gets it in her head that she ate

something and it's inside her and trying to crawl out.

It's called sundowning.

It's a kind of dementia that's triggered by nightfall.

This is real?

It's like somebody talking in their sleep is how I was explained it.

It's probably best that we just call it a rule that

you two shouldn't come out of your room after 9.30 p.m.

Deal?

Is that a deal?

Yeah, yeah.

It's fine.

I'm sorry about this.

You must not be happy now.

It's okay, Pop-pop.

I'm okay.

We're just here until Saturday.

Are you going somewhere?

Yeah, I have to catch the train to go to the costume party.

Pop-pop.

I think you're mixing up something.

Huh?

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

What a...

What a bunch of confused old fools your grandparents turned out to be.

It's all right.

It's okay.

Don't worry about it.

Okay, yeah.

It's okay.

Good morning, Cecil B.

DeMille.

He was a great director.

I made you cheddar biscuits, dear.

Was the old coot getting ready for the costume party again?

Yeah, he was.

He's crazy.

I'm just doing some chores in the barn.

I'll be in in a minute.

Something happened to your computer.

I spilled some biscuit batter on it.

I tried to clean it with cleaner.

I'm sorry.

She's weird during the day, and then gets even weirder at night?

I'm telling you, it's okay.

I downloaded the definition of sundowning.

You wouldn't understand half the words I'm reading.

The word yellow isn't in it.

It's got to do with neurological reactions to sunshine and moonlight.

It's literally a chemical reaction.

Sundown syndrome, a term for disorientation, agitation, the general

worsening of mental symptoms classically

described in the elderly at dusk or nightfall.

It's normal old-age problems.

People are so confused.

I'm scared of old people for no reason.

What about the computer?

The only thing messed up is the computer camera.

There's something else going on.

She used oven cleaner, and now the tiny camera on the screen doesn't see anything.

You don't find that odd at all?

She made a mistake.

Just come to accept they're old people, and things won't be as weird.

On the upper deck, Miguel has entered a hairy chest competition.

He's getting oiled.

I think I can clean it off.

Tyler, why are you quiet?

Nana and Papa are acting strange.

Kind of strange.

Becca, did you hit Tyler?

No.

Kids.

Papa wears diapers, and he keeps them in an outhouse, and Nana walks around at

night without her clothes, and Papa thinks strangers are following him.

You're old, Tyler.

I've discussed this with him.

Old people have trouble with their bodies sometimes.

They also aren't very self-aware.

They can get paranoid, too.

Becca, how strange are they acting?

They haven't been mean one second.

Nana crawled after us under the house.

Playing hide-and-seek.

Carrie Underwood.

Gee, just bear with it for a couple of days.

My parents were strange back then.

Mom was a hippie.

She used to sunbathe in the backyard without warning back then.

I'm already partially blind.

I used to get so embarrassed.

They're just weird people, honey.

What level of problem is this?

One.

I miss you guys.

Oh.

The hairy chess competition's about to begin.

I can hear the cougars clapping.

We gotta go.

Hi, honey.

Nana, could I ask you about Mom?

Maybe you'd be okay to talk for a minute in an interview?

Would you mind getting inside the oven to clean it?

I'm sorry?

I'm too big.

I can't reach back there.

The kitchen's got to be clean.

The oven's off.

Yeah, sure.

Yeah, sure.

Get farther in there.

All the way in.

Okay.

I'll star in your movie.

If you could be any animal, what would you be?

Is there a right answer?

No, these questions are intended to get you loosened up.

Oh.

A grizzly bear.

I think we're warm.

Mom told me that you and Pop-Pop were very much in love.

Where did you first meet Pop-Pop?

In a garden.

And what did you think of him?

Oh.

He was handsome.

He has a very strong personality.

This is great.

We'll come back to that.

Right now, I want to talk about something else.

I know it happened a long time ago, but what happened on the day Mom left?

She won't tell me.

Did she do something?

Nana?

Nana?

Nana!

Don't answer that question!

No more questions about Loretta Jameson.

Maybe I can ask... I don't want a star in your movie!

Okay.

It's Wednesday night.

Three nights left.

T.

Diamond's stylist is going to find out what exactly is going on.

What are you doing?

I'm putting the camera out tonight, okay?

It's like we're living with a werewolf.

You can't record her.

Swerve.

Look, I know you won't understand this because your

brain isn't fully developed yet, but you can't do this.

Why?

It's exploitative.

I have cinematic standards.

No one gives a crap about cinematic standards, okay?

It's not the 1800s.

Have you seen reality TV?

Housekeepers of Houston has like a billion viewers.

If one of us isn't participating in the event, we really can't record it.

It's just what's ethical.

No offense to Ryan Seacrest or whoever came up with the Housekeepers of Houston.

You think you're so great, don't you?

I hope things don't get weirder.

Because I'm at my limit.

Show the clock.

Show the clock.

This is what Papa was talking about.

The werewolf is real.

Wait!

She's sundowning.

We're participating in this.

You're not being Housekeepers of Houston.

Wait.

You can open the door.

Just open it for a little bit.

You're supposed to do that?

It's just like someone talking in their sleep.

You used to talk in your sleep until you were seven.

Dad used to come in and quiet you down.

Rebecca.

Who am I?

Tea.

Tea.

There's a family of foxes.

You're going to miss it.

We're coming.

Just stop.

Why is Nana staring into the well?

What's going on with her?

I don't know.

Mise en scene.

You know, you're not as dumb as your performance

on standardized tests would indicate.

Oh.

Forgot I had something for you.

When you think of Dad now in California, do you still like him?

No.

Stuff happens.

But Dad is hilarious.

That's funny.

He sent the funny car to the fat lady on the boardwalk.

Do you remember that?

What do you mean, stuff happens?

People leave.

Because they find something they like better.

So you don't feel bad?

No.

You're not being truthful.

Well, you can believe what you want, but this is how I feel.

Make me believe you.

So I'm on the Titans, PB football team, and it was third down.

It was at the end, and we were leading.

So if we stop them, we probably win the game.

Give me context.

How old are you?

I'm eight.

So I'm free safety.

Which means that I'm supposed to tackle the

guy if he makes it past the people on the line.

So their running back punches the hole.

Okay, am I supposed to be following these terms?

Are these phrases supposed to mean something to me?

Just listen.

So their running back, who's big, makes it past the line.

And I'm the only one left to tackle him.

All I gotta do is tackle him.

Put my hands around him and tackle him.

But...

I just stand there.

They call it freezing.

And I can hear everyone yelling.

Coach Doherty.

Dad.

My teammates.

And...

He gets the first down and runs and runs.

And the other team are celebrating.

And I'm still standing there.

Same place.

Then the assistant coach came and got me.

And Dad patted me on the shoulder.

And then went to the car.

And he never told me he was angry or anything.

You think Dad didn't say anything and left because you didn't

tackle another eight year old in a game five years ago?

Well...

When you say it like that, it sounds stupid.

Why are we here?

She was staring at something.

So... What did you find?

It's only water.

So I just read these in order.

If you could be any animal, what would it be?

I feel like a douche, Becca.

I would be a dolphin.

It's an intuitive and highly intelligent creature

with great power and poetry in its movements.

How come you like the pizza delivery guy even though he has all that ratchet acne?

Please answer the question.

He's kind.

He has kind eyes.

How come you don't look at yourself in the mirror?

Okay.

Fine.

What's this now?

Besides when you're editing, you don't like looking at yourself.

You never look at yourself in the mirror.

You comb your hair with your back to the mirror and I see you brush your teeth.

You look down the whole time.

Your sweater's inside out.

Did you know that?

Did you see that in the mirror this morning?

Is that correct?

It doesn't feel so good, does it?

Are you changing the focal length of the lens?

No, I don't even know what that is.

Are you zooming?

No.

So do you admit that you don't look at yourself or are you gonna keep lying?

When do you think I started doing that?

You know when.

That's not true, asshole.

You think you're worthless.

I'm not worthless.

Admit it.

He gave me a card when he left.

A card.

Old footage of us as kids.

I was thinking of using it in the dark.

I refuse to use anything that has my dad in it.

That would mean I forgive him.

Nana?

Nana?

Becca's blind.

I know I'm right.

There is something going on here.

Maybe there is something down in the basement.

They don't want us to go down there.

They're throwing shade.

Speak English.

They could be hiding something down there.

There is mold down there.

That's why they don't want us to go down.

Just stop, okay?

Just let me put the camera out.

Okay.

Hi, I'm Stacy.

Is Mr. and Mrs. Jameson around?

No, they just stepped out.

It's just me and my brother here.

Mr. and Mrs. Jameson were counselors at Meadowbrook.

I was in the rehab program there.

They used to sit by my bed when I wasn't in good shape.

All night, sometimes.

Anyway, this is a blueberry cobbler for them.

They were supposed to stop by on Saturday, but they never showed.

I know Mrs. Jameson hadn't been feeling herself,

so I thought I'd just stop by and check in on them.

They hear all that scuttlebutt down at Mapleshade.

I don't think so.

Stacy, it's okay.

Just be natural.

I'm just getting portraits of everybody.

Just be natural.

Okay, never mind.

We're even.

I've been editing montages with music, but I need some everyday footage about

grandparents, so I've decided to spend Thursday afternoon following them around.

You hear that?

She's laughing as she's watching TV.

Maybe Mom and I would watch the same shows.

Nana?

Nana, are you okay?

Good afternoon.

I heard you laughing.

I have the deep darkies.

Nana?

Nana!

Stop!

Nana,

what's happening?

You have to laugh to keep the deep darkies in a cave.

Pop-pop!

Pop-pop, I think Nana's... I was just cleaning it.

What is that?

You want something?

I was just cleaning it, really.

I think...

I think Nana's not feeling well.

Thank you, Becca.

I'll check on her.

We're putting the camera out tonight.

What do you think?

She seems like she's better off without us.

We're doing this so Mom can have a life, don't we?

Goodnight!

Is everything okay?

We're fine.

You sure?

You both seem to be acting funny.

We're terrific.

Just terrific.

Thanks for asking.

Okay.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

What am I going to do?

What happened?

There aren't any tissues left in the bathroom.

And I had to touch the toilet handle.

There's something on my hand, though.

Let me see.

You can't see it, but I can feel it!

It's disgusting.

Nothing's coming off.

I can feel it.

There's no tissues left, Becca.

Tyler, there are tissues underneath the sink.

Where?

What?

It's okay.

It's too late.

No, it's not going to come off.

Rubbing it isn't going to make it come off.

It's okay.

It's alright.

I can feel it, though.

I'm definitely getting at it.

It's definitely coming off.

There?

See?

Yeah.

So look next time, alright?

It's okay.

Stay in bed.

Mom will be home late this afternoon.

We're ending this trip tonight.

We stay away from them unless I say.

Let's pack your bags.

I still want to need them to give mom the elixir.

Becca, what's the elixir?

Just pretend like you're playing.

Is everything alright?

We're just playing.

Uh, do you want to do the interview?

What?

What are you doing?

I thought we were staying away from them, Becca.

You're going to interview him?

Mom told me you worked in the coal industry for a long time.

I did work in a factory.

I know.

Worked at night.

Saw a white thing running around.

A white thing?

Yeah, used to run around the factory at night.

Only I saw it.

Started telling people about it and they didn't believe me.

Had yellow eyes.

Then they fired me.

And nobody talked to me.

Okay.

Mom didn't tell me that.

Oh, she doesn't know.

Happened after she left.

Pop Pop, you seem down.

It's just, uh, the end of your trip.

I know it's all coming to an end.

Why don't you just ask Mom if you can visit?

Are you really still angry?

She can't get over this.

She still thinks you're mad at her.

Had a white thing story.

The hairs on my arm stood up.

It's definitely some sort of late onset schizophrenia.

They're both in bad shape.

Great!

Our Pop Pop has schizophrenia and her Nana

becomes Michael Myers when the sun goes down.

It's Stacy.

What?

Why is she angry?

She must be telling them that they need to get help.

I got it all off.

I didn't see Stacy leave.

Did you?

Nana said okay!

Thanks for doing this.

We're leaving soon, Nana.

I'm sad it's all over.

This is the last time I get to ask you questions.

It's like the big end to my film.

And like you said, you're the star.

Tell me anything.

What do you want to talk about?

I know a story.

It's about water.

Great.

There is a pond that has little creatures in it.

These creatures are from another planet but no one realizes it.

These creatures spit into the water all day long.

Their spit can make you sleep but not die.

When people go underwater into the pond they go into a deep sleep.

A really beautiful sleep.

The creatures from another planet have many people at the bottom of the pond

storing them up.

They are going to take them back to their planet of Sinmorphotelia one day.

That's just a made up story.

It's not real.

Wow, that's some story.

And the creatures have antennas.

But they are invisible.

Antennas.

Can we talk about mom?

You don't ever want to see her?

No.

Never.

On the day she left she must have done something.

Okay, let's pretend we are telling another story.

And the story concerns a young girl who thinks she's in love with an older man.

And they decide to run off together.

Now the parents of the girl warn her that this won't work.

And they refuse to let her go.

And then one day the girl gets into a

horrible fight with them and leaves forever.

Now the parents in the story don't know it but she misses them a lot.

And she suffers greatly.

And then the worst thing happens.

The man, he breaks the girl's heart and leaves forever.

And leaves their two small children behind.

So Nana, Nana in this story what do you hope will happen to the girl?

In this story is she very sad?

She's inconsolable at times.

She tries everything to be happy.

Medications and goes to therapy for four years but still remains a little sad.

I don't like this story.

Nana, what do you think the parents in this story should do if they saw the girl again?

Nana, Nana pretend you were in this story and she was your daughter and she left.

What would you say when you finally saw her again?

I would tell her

I forgive you little girl.

I forgive you little girl.

That's the elixir.

What are you doing?

This is how children play, okay?

Hey.

Mom should be home.

Let's go and Skype with her while they're in the back.

This will be the denouement.

Hey, kiddos.

Did you get my videos?

I know, I look like an apple.

Trip was great.

Miguel and I had a little fight this morning.

He wanted to get short stack pancakes.

I told him he was gaining a little weight.

Can you believe it?

Things don't work out for me.

Mom?

Yeah?

Mom, you need to come and get us right now.

What?

What happened?

Mom, get in the car and come right now.

Do you know how long that would take my car, Rebecca?

Mom, trust me.

There's something wrong with Nana and Pop-Pop.

I'm telling you, you need to come and pick us up tonight.

Becca, you're scaring me.

My heart is in my throat.

We're okay now.

Just come.

Where are they now?

They're outside at the chicken coops.

They won't see you.

Becca.

They've been acting so strange, Mom.

We've been recording them.

Becca, tell her.

I kept telling Becca something was wrong, didn't I?

Becca, tell her.

Nana walks around at night with a knife.

And Pop-Pop had a gun in his mouth.

I think he was trying to hurt himself.

Becca, Tyler babies.

I need you to listen to me very carefully.

Becca.

Tyler, just listen to me.

We are.

Those aren't your grandparents.

What are you talking about, Mom?

Where are Nana and Pop-Pop?

You've been staying with those people the whole time?

Masonville Police Department.

What are you guys doing?

Will we ride in, sweethearts?

This is the Masonville County Police Department.

Power Officer Jerry is currently out on dispatch.

Please leave a message.

Please don't answer.

Damn stupid hick town.

Okay.

I'm going to keep calling from the car.

I promise.

Get you and your brother out.

Try to get to a neighbor.

I'm coming.

After we clear up, I have a fantastic idea.

We should play a board game.

Families play board games.

It's our last night together.

Becca?

You'll help me clean up, right?

You can record it with your camera.

Okay.

Maybe we should go outside and film some evening shots of the house.

Okay.

Sounds good, sister.

Could you clean the oven for me, Becca?

Get all the way inside.

Becca?

She's done it before.

We really should film something outside.

Do this first.

I'll be quick.

This will just take a second.

Nana?

Nana?

Nana?

I can clean those.

Nana, please open the door.

That's okay.

Please open it.

There she is.

So what was the big fuss?

Let's make it a perfect family night.

Your Pop-Pop is very competitive with board games.

Be warned.

T-Diamond, Stiles and I are going to do one last interview outside and be right back.

Figure out what the teams are.

I'm coming.

What is that?

Pick teams.

Young versus old.

Stop rolling all the dice on every roll.

You're losing the game for us.

No, I'm not.

We don't have to keep score.

I'm a Yahtzee master.

Doesn't everyone in the cafeteria call me the Yahtzee master?

What cafeteria?

You want to win at Yahtzee, listen to me.

You're not a Yahtzee master.

That takes ten years.

See?

He's using strategy.

A Milton Berger strategy.

A Milton Bradley approved strategy.

I don't know what I'm doing.

This game was made by Hasbro, Pop-Pop.

That's a lie.

It used to be made by Milton Bradley.

Who cares, Becca?

Finally!

I'm having so much fun.

Wow, my battery is running low.

I'll be right back.

You keep playing with them, T.

Just keep playing.

I'll be right back.

Becca?

What time is it now?

Isn't it getting late?

I'm going down into the basement.

I think they have my grandparents here.

Pop-Pop.

Nana?

Are you down here?

Things are not looking out tonight.

It's half past nine.

I have to get your Nana to her room.

You wait here.

Nana?

People, she hates psychiatric hospital.

Should the three of us finish the game?

Yes.

My name is Becca Jameson.

If you find this footage... My name is Mitchell.

They kept telling us you were so great.

How are you going to visit?

How are you going to be a family?

That was a bad thing they did.

They knew Claire had put her two children in those suitcases in the pond.

She deserved this week as a grandma.

Claire's kids are on semifertilia.

You're going to join them.

The only way to semifertilia from here is through the well.

Stop!

Wasn't it a perfect week?

I promised her it would be.

The white thing with the yellow eyes is real.

It waits for us.

I saw it out in the field.

It was laughing at us.

Stop!

They're murderers!

Tyler!

Becca!

Get out of here!

Don't run!

Becca!

Becca!

We're all dying today, Becca.

You...

have a magic spell on you.

Who are you?

Get out of here.

Pisces!

Come back to the house.

You do this to your friends.

No.

I have� You are a possession of Claire?

I'll tell you a story.

I

have to go to the crane to go to the costume party.

It's a company party.

That's not now.

I know that.

You have

a problem with germs, don't you?

You are blind.

You are blind.

I am the exposure.

I am a seer.

I see the veiny, deformed face of the world.

We can all be safe tonight.

Your magic spell will be lifted.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Watch it, Maeve.

Run, Tyler!

Run!

Oh, it's on the teeth!

Stay low!

Rot the arms!

Rot the arms!

Tyler!

Any

other crazy bitch that fucking... Tyler!

Take people there!

Come on up!

Come on up!

Mom, honestly, you know you don't have to do this.

I want to do this for you.

I used to sing.

My mother used to say that she wasn't listening, but...

I know she was hiding behind this big clock down the hall,

with a kitchen towel over her mouth to hide her smile.

She thought I had a better voice than Olivia Newton-John.

Olivia Newton-John was like her Elvis.

My father was a gentle man.

We'd take these long walks together, we'd never say a word.

I used to wake up early when I was a child, work on some project.

My father thought that meant I was going to do great things.

Anyway, as I said before, the day I...

The day I left turned really badly.

My parents cursed at me.

I moved to the door to leave, and my mom stepped in front of me.

I hit my mother.

And then my dad hit me.

And then we kind of stood there in shock, and then I left.

They reached out to me soon after.

I refused to take their calls.

I know you were trying to get me forgiveness, Becca.

You didn't have to do that, honey.

It was there whenever I wanted it.

Please.

Don't hold on to anger, Becca.

My dad� Hear me?

I may be 13.

May not live in the hood.

May not carry no chrome.

May not be allowed a cell phone at dinner.

But I'm young and can do 18 push-ups.

And I speak the truth.

My sister tried to make a film about old people

feeling dismayed, But it didn't turn out that way.

So here's a few things T Dom would learn from visiting elders.

Adult diapers come in many a name.

There's a tens, a depends, a medline, and prevail.

But they're all the same.

They keep your muscles spilling out and they keep it contained.

So here's the truth.

I got messed up with a killer who's truly insane.

I will try not to refrain.

Try to overcome my pain cause one day it will get me my fame.

Like 50 Cent getting shot and being lame, you see.

I got a diaper shoved in my face for half an hour.

I thought it was over.

I thought I'd be under the ground growing fall leaf clover.

Some dude doing over me with a mower.

But that's not what happened, you see, cause I went all mental.

I was like Mel Gibson at the end of a lethal weapon rental.

I'm straight now.

I'm not gonna lie.

For three weeks that diaper left me like a basket case.

I had to use two hold off bars on my face.

And one last thing, and I don't mean to say again,

but the truth is shit doesn't taste like chicken.

Oh!

Oh, Shania Twain, bitches!